Zora Bernice May Cross

Love Sonnet X - Poem by Zora Bernice May Cross

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And then came Science with her torch red-litAnd cosmic marvels round her glowing head—The primal cell, the worm, the quadruped—Striving to make each to the other fit.Tongue-trumpeting her own unchallenged wit,She offered me the woof of Wisdom’s thread,And Truth and Purity that hourly treadThe paths where sages in their wonder sit.

And still I smiled and kissed you with a sob.My lips on yours, I heard, high up aboveLove’s feet ring laughter on the starry sodAnd felt the echo through our bosoms throb.Beloved, Science ends in our pure loveWhich shares alone the secrets of our God.